A Time of Bonding

Seonaid Divine

A Time of Bonding

Question: What sort of sister steals your boyfriend, sleeps with his brother and then begs for a set-up with your ex?
Answer: Mine.
We spent the afternoon shopping. Cait helped spend money I didn’t have. For shoes I didn’t want or (apparently) keep. I hope they give her bunions. Not that it would matter. Our men never look at her feet.
I refused permission on grounds that sharing a husband is one degree from inbreeding. They deserve each other, still it chafes. We stopped for Chinese. My fortune said “Wedding bells fill the future.” She snatched it from my trembling hand. I smacked her. She pulled my hair. I spilled my drink. In her face. Hers was empty. I laughed as they led us to the door. She cried. The waiter comforted her.
She slipped his number into her bra when she thought I couldn’t see.
~xo Seonaid